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(7:10 pm - 08.02.2002 - one year anniversary - i feel  ) i've had my diary for a year!!! now that doesn't necessarily mean i have 365 entries written. infact, i only have 166 (including this one). wow. time flies. my one year anniversary! yeehaw! ok amira just told me the best news. first off, i knew olp were touring, but i didn't know who was opening. omg, it's vent. well, formerly vent, now audiovent. i'm so fucking excited. and the sprite liquid mix tour isn't even coming here, so yet again 311 screws me over. so damnit. i'm going to see olp and vent. our lady peace hardly ever tours. well, not that i've noticed. they're coming to on august 22, at the amphitheatre in station square, which is only like 20 minutes away. greenwheel is opening too. never heard of them. looks like i'll have to check them out too. tickets are $25. hopefully i can swing that. oh, there. i've gone and done it now. i just ordered 2 tickets to the show. see that amira, you're locked in now. lol. hopefully i'll have enough $$ still to go to mountaineer. the tickets are general admission, so it's first come first serve. fuck! i'm getting in the fucking front row! or at least close enough to be happy. i wonder if they'll have seats set up. if not, fuck that, i'll be in the pit. hehehe. we'll see. liz is a happy camper now that she's got concert tickets. let's see. what else is going on? ha, i can't believe i actually got the friday five done on a friday! i'm so proud of myself! we'll see if i get the write my life assignment done on sunday. ha. i hope. i've got some songs lined up to make a mix for someone finally. since i begged ed to give me sunday off, i'm hoping i'll get it done then. hehe. the last time i wrote ed a note requesting off, i wrote something like: "dearest boss-man ed: can you please schedule marilyn and i off on aug 6th and 7th. thank you ever so much. xoxo liz and marilyn.". well then ed left the note on his dresser at home and his wife found it. lol. oh well. shit happens. the next nite he was wearing his wedding ring too. coincidence? i think not. well, mark and i got to watch the episode of the mole that we taped, and i forgot what you think will be the last episode, really isn't. it figures that on tuesday i'll be away, so i'll have to tape it again. damnit! then i won't get to watch it for another week or so, cause mark and i can never find the time to watch it together. soon it'll be a year since i've been a cashier. but people still remember that i was one. we got a new guy. i forget his name, but he remembered that i was a cashier. ugh. i'll never do that again. working midnite is like being invisible. we come and go and people never see us. i love that. being the little miss antisocial that i am. i saw nik for a second yesterday and i noticed that i really miss him. i never get to talk to him anymore since i'm on niteshift. i used to go down there just to see him too. we haven't got to hang out at all this summer either. i miss you nik! the other day i had a dream. very vivid, like all the others. for some reason, i was going out with 10 or so other people, and we were all going out in a fire truck (but it looked like a bus) (and probably because i've been missing nik and he's a firefighter). but anyhow... we were all in this bus and we were going down the street when the fire alarm goes off in the bus. so we had to turn around cause there was a fire down the street. it was the street that my best friend starz used to live on. the house that was on fire was the one at the end of the block (in reality, someone from that house got shot about a week ago). we all started crying cause this poor guy was dead and now his family's house was on fire. i looked up the street, to where my house was, and most every other house was on fire, including mine. just one or two houses here and there weren't on fire. we just all sat there on the firetruck-bus crying our eyes out. then the people on the bus were people that i graduated with, and i had a yearbook out. somehow i ended up at my house cause i had to get my dog, tim out of the house. i'm not really sure what happened from there, but i have no clue what it means. possibly that i want to get the fuck out of here and forget all my memories of verona? and yesterday, i had to go to mom's to show her how to burn a cd. she wanted to make brad a cd for his birthday. she wanted to put 3 songs that they played at their wedding on there, and she couldn't remember them, so we had to watch their wedding video. i actually couldn't watch it. i just started to cry, so i walked out of the room. weird. anyhow. i have to go to work now. well, actually by the time i post this i will have come home from work, so yeah. you get what you get. still no one could tell me what movie the last lyric/quote was from. "i'm picking out a thermos for you, no ordinary thermos will do." the prize is waiting to be claimed! ~*~liz << - >> if you really loved me, you'd buy me presents | 